maybe I'm just lucky that I've been here 14 years without this ever happening before...?

In the continuing saga of "Outsourcing postal service functions to this supermarket was a terrible idea!", when I went to pick up a package last week, the lady blithely told me they couldn't find it because whoever gave me the package slip neglected to write a shelf location on it and they'd contact me when they found it.

That's definitely down to the outsourcing. It never happened once before the supermarket took over; now it's happened to us about 5 times in the last year or two.

Possibly due to poor postal service in Finland or possibly from before it reached these shores, when I retrieved the package today, the seal of the padded envelope had been opened and it was now held together with a rubber band, and the "enamel pin" listed on the customs declaration was not in it.

I told my sister, the sender, and because it was a birthday present she ordered me a replacement, so I will eventually get one, supermarket allowing. Meanwhile I think you can make a claim for lost bits of mail like that, so I suppose I should look into it tomorrow.

Actually, the Tarantino reference in the title was probably a bad sign too*

I know I'm probably preaching to the choir in this corner of fandom, where information about the history of female Star Trek fans (and creators, and letter-writers who saved the show from cancellation) regularly comes back around again, but like... running into the 'Star Trek is for Boys!' people out there in the rest of the internet still happens regularly, so I'm still suspicious of stuff like

Now, if you’re a Trek fan and you haven’t listened to Inglorious Treksperts, I can’t recommend it more highly. Mark and Daren’s expertise on not just Trek, but genre media, and the entertainment industry as a whole is unmatched. And the podcast is damned entertaining.

(I saw this via a link from my Network this morning and I didn't save the page because this was a digression from the point of the article in question.)

Like, this article was fine and the guy who wrote it seems okay and his friends here aren't especially likely to be part of team No Girls Allowed and could easily have female guests on their podcast all the time (even though they didn't in the episode he was mentioning), buuuuuuuuuut... I feel like I ran out of patience for giving all-male panels and all-male media the benefit of the doubt somewhere in my early 20s.

*And I say this is as someone who enjoyed quite a few Tarantino movies before reading Uma Thurman's Me Too comments and covering up his name on our framed Kill Bill and Pulp Fiction posters